Waking up to friendly faces

I'm lovin waking up to a knock on my bedroom or apartment door. If I'm lucky the music of a serenading guitar in the living room merges with my dreams and gets me up. Alarm clocks? No need. Got friend 8327410 calling at 8:00am. Working away at night and a coffee comes to my door, thanks! I'm addicted. Futon is free this week, gotta book the couch. Homework has become my television, got company by my side. Design job? Starting tomorrow. Jealous? Those new years stairs, over it. Blog? No time. Real life, yes please.

School took me hostage

Update

1. Been busy with thesis - got some amazing designs that will blow your mind. May 5th Grad show, be there!

2. My apartment has become a social hut - feel free to crash, the floor is still free on some days, maybe u'll even get lucky sharing the couch or futon.

3. Doctor doctor please please cure me.

4. Summer Job/Future Career!! So I will be working with the Dresslers this summer! Ideal design job ;) Clearly I'm the luckiest design student in Toronto!

Kinda ironic that it is in the same building I saw my ex making out with some whore. I will be passing by those stairs everyday to remind me what a fucking asshole he is.

New Instrument Collection!

Instrument room is being assembled!!

Courtesy of James and Kit.